theres this fucking weird bike path like four blocks away from my house that everyone calls the underground. I’m there now with a friend smoking and I’m pretty sure two kids are fucking in a bush
update: I’m going to see whats in the bush
update: i tripped and fell on a couple fucking in a bush.
So I work at target now and one of my favorite things to do when I hear something in the next aisle fall is to drop what I’m doing and stand at the end of that aisle like so: